Anddddddd here's another one. This one took me a bit of rearranging to actually complete it so if it jumps around a lot I'm sorry. A possible new pairing is introduced in this chapter not so sure if I'm going to keep it or not still debating but enjoy anyways.

I OWN NOTHING...I really wish I did though

Chris slammed the door behind him as he entered the blacksmith's shop surprised to find it empty save for a donkey. His eyes scanned the place until he found a hammer and ran over to it. He picked up the hammer and began to smack it off the chains that held his hands together. He grew frustrated and searched around for something else that could help him when an idea popped into his head and a grin broke out across his face. He went over to the hot fireplace and removed the poker from the pit and used it to prod the donkey who immediately began to walk causing the wheel it was attached to, to turn. Chris reached up and put the chains between the two wheels and waited for them to break and to his satisfaction they did. He heard the door opening and dunked behind the wall and a curtain, leaving his hat out in the open.

Alex sighed as he entered the black smith's shop and noticed that the donkey was moving and walked over to her and calmed her down. He lifted his eyes and noticed a hat sitting near the hammer which he was pretty positive he hadn't left there. He reached out to grab the hat when the flat of a sword was slapped into his hand and he drew his hand back with a hiss. "Didn't anyone ever teach you not to touch things that don't belong to you?" Chris asked. Alex stared at him for a few seconds before responding, "You're the pirate. The one they're after." Chris stared at the boy's face for a few moments, "You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?" Alex glared at him, "I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates." Chris smirked, "Ah well it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record. So, if you'll excuse me?" Alex grabbed his own sword and stepped in front of Chris, "Don't think you're getting away that easily." Chris smirked, "Do you think this wise boy, crossing blades with a pirate?" Alex laughed, "I know how to handle a sword." Chris smirked, "Do you now?" Chris raised his sword as did Alex and they stared intently at each other for a few moments before they began to fight. Chris had to admit the boy was pretty good with a sword and he knew exactly where to step and where to strike. They stood for a few moments, their eyes only locked on each other and Chris took a step forward and slid the blade of his sword up and down the blade of the boy's. The boy stared at him completely dumbstruck for a few seconds.

Chris laughed and sheathed his sword as he made his way to the door. Alex growled and threw his sword so that it stuck in the door trapping the man inside. Chris tugged at the door several times but the sword was stuck in to the point where he could not get it to budge. He turned around to find the boy smiling at him with a cocky grin. "I told you, you weren't getting away that easily." Chris growled and tossed his sword down and went after the boy. Alex bolted and Chris began to chase him, they ran around the small blacksmith's shop until Chris tackled the boy to the ground. They rolled around for a few moments struggling to get the upper hand until Chris delivered a swift knee to the boy's stomach and pinned him to the ground. Alex struggled as the man above him pinned his wrists above his head and held them with one hand. Chris stared down at him, "Are you sure I've never threatened you before?" Alex growled and tried to throw the man off him but it didn't work.

They struggled again for a few moments, Alex trying to buck them man off of him and failing his legs but to no avail. He gave up with a sigh and tried to catch his breath having struggled so hard he was finding it hard to breath, but he also took notice that the other man was breathing heavily as well. Both men's chests were heaving as they glared at each other; Chris was more observing the boy's features then glaring at him. He knew this boy's face from somewhere but he just couldn't figure out why. He stared at him long and hard before he leaned closer making their noses practically touch. Alex's face began to tint red and he averted his gaze and began to squirm. "Can you just kill me and get it over with?" Chris laughed and used his free hand to stroke the side of Alex's face, "I like to observe my prey before I strike." Alex growled and began to squirm again and Chris applied pressure to the boy's wrists, "Stop that." Alex hissed in pain and then sighed in defeat and stared up at him, "What do you want with me then?" Chris answered him by closing what little space was left between their lips and kissing him. Alex struggled at first but then gave in and wriggled his wrists a bit, trying to get the man to release him. Chris squeezed hard on Alex's wrist getting the boy to gasp and when he did Chris pushed his tongue forward and into Alex's mouth. Alex could taste the rum that lingered on the man and something that he just couldn't describe. Alex wiggled his wrists again and this time Chris released his grip on them, much to Alex's surprise. He lifted one hand up and placed it on the pirate's neck and the other began to search across the floor hoping to find what he was looking for.

Chris pulled away from him and both men stared at each other as they gasped for air. Just as Chris was about to lean back down, the door was being banged upon and he could hear soldiers outside. His gaze left the boy below him for a moment and that's when Alex took the moment to strike and smacked the man upside the head with the bottle that he had grabbed. The bottle effectively knocked the man out just as the soldiers burst through the door and Alex scrambled to get from beneath him. The Commodore strode into the room and smirked down at Chris' unconscious body, "Well, I trust you will remember this day as the day Captain Chris Sabin almost escaped. Take him away." Alex watched as they took the pirate away and looked to the Commodore, "What's to happen to him?" The Commodore laughed, "He's to be hanged tomorrow morning." Alex's eyes widened and he stared after the Commodore as he left. When the door to the shop was slammed Alex brought his fingers up to his lips and touched them gently. He just had to save that man.

-To the Governor's-

Adam climbed into his bed and pulled the covers up just as the door opened. Jay stepped inside and shut the door softly behind him and made his way across the room, a bed warmer in his hand, "Need anything else sir?" Adam shook his head softly and Jay nodded as he pulled the covers back over the edge of the mattress. He went over to the open window and looked outside before closing and locking it. He turned around and found Adam staring down at his hands, "Anything wrong sir?" Adam shook his head and Jay sighed and crossed the room to climb in the bed next to him. "What's wrong Angel?" Adam broke down and began to sob, tears streaming fast down his face as he clung to his lover. Jason could do no more at that moment then rub his back and whisper soothing words into his ear. When Adam finally calmed down and looked up at his lover, "Why are you taking this better than I am?" Jay shrugged his shoulders, "Because I already knew. Alex heard about it and gave me a heads up." Adam blinked and a few more stray tears fell down his cheeks and he pushed his lover away from him, "And you didn't tell me?" Jay stared down at him, "No I didn't think I needed to. I thought your father would have told you." Adam scoffed, "You know he doesn't tell me anything!" Jay sighed and reached out for Adam only to have him pull away, "No. You don't have the right to touch me." Jay stood up from the bed and crossed his arms, "Is that so?" Adam nodded his head and Jay laughed, "Fine. You'll only have yourself to blame when it's the Commodore touching you instead of me." Jay gave him one last scolding look and turned around to leave the room as Adam stared after him horrified. "So that's it?" he asked. Jay didn't answer but just turned the lock on the door and began to open it. Adam leaped up from the bed and ran to the door shoving it closed with one hand the other gripping tightly to the back of his lover's shirt.

Jay stood there for a few seconds waiting for Adam to say anything but watched silently as Adam removed his hand from the door and grabbed more of his shirt with it. "Please don't leave me….I'm sorry." Adam whispered before resting his forehead on Jay's back. Jay sighed and turned around pulling his lover into his arms. He kissed the top of Adam's head and snuggled his face into his hair. "You know I care about you more than anyone in the world Adam but sometimes you're such an idiot." Adam grunted and snuggled his face into Jay's chest and squeezed him tight and mumbled something. Jay sighed, "I can't hear you Angel." Adam sighed and repeated himself, his words barely being heard. Jay sighed, "Adam I still can't hear you." Adam sighed and removed his face from his lover's chest and mumbled, "I was thinking….that we could…you know." Jay stared at his lover and laughed before kissing his forehead, "Whatever you want Angel."

Adam moaned softly as lover kissed his neck, no matter how many times they were intimate with each other it always gave him the same feeling. He groaned this time and tugged lightly at the short locks of his lover and smashed their lips together. He could feel that familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach and let his hands fall from his lover's hair to his shoulders and he gripped them tightly.

-To the Blacksmith's-

Alex stared down at the drawing in front of him and chewed his lip thoughtfully. If he could get into the jail he'd be able to free that man. He sighed and looked over at the books that were carelessly thrown around his work bench, several opened to various pages documenting the legacy of Chris Sabin. Alex had been baffled by the name when he heard it, remembering hearing it around when he was younger. He sighed and turned his attention back to the drawing in front of him and plopped his face into his hands. What was it about him that made Alex want more? He shook the thought from his head and stood up from the table, he was crazy this was never going to work. He sighed softly to himself and closed up the few books and crumpled up the drawing. He had gone crazy it was official; he was going to break a pirate out of jail.

-To the Fort-

Governor Copeland walked with the Commodore at the Fort, the two of them making small talk as they walked around. "So has Adam said anything yet?" the Governor questioned. The Commodore shook his head, "After what happened today I'm not so sure he will." Governor Copeland cocked an eyebrow, "Why do you say that?" The Commodore sighed, "He told me he had someone else." Just as the Governor opened his mouth to speak he was tackled to the ground by the Commodore, both of them narrowly missing be hit by cannon fire. The Commodore jumped up and yelled, "Cannon fire! Return fire!"

-At the jail-

Chris sat in his cell, hat pulled down over his eyes as he leaned back and listened to the other prisoners make noises to the dog. The mangy dog sat outside the cells, the keys held tightly in its mouth, and the prisoners beckoned to it with a bone. Chris laughed and finally spoke up, "You can keep doing that forever the dog is never going to move." The prisoners turned their attention to Chris now and one spoke up, "Oh excuse us if we haven't assigned ourselves to the gallows just yet." Chris rolled his eyes and slumped down further in his cell practically pouting at his predicament when he heard guns going off. He sat up quickly and pushed his hat up, "I know those guns." He pulled himself up and looked out of the small window that was contained within his cell and an ear splitting grin broke out across his face, "It's the Pearl." The prisoner that had spoken up before turned to him. "The Black Pearl? I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years, never leaves any survivors." Chris smiled and turned to him, "No survivors? Then where do the stories come from I wonder?" Chris sat back down and began to plot, trying to figure out how he was going to get out of here and get to that ship.

-Back to the Governor's-

Adam laid curled up in his lover's arms as he stared at the curtains and listened to Jay's soft breathing. He could hear what sounded like cannon fire and he sat up and looked towards the window. He jumped up and pulled on some pants and a shirt and walked over to the dresser where the medallion was carefully hidden. He placed it around his neck and walked over to the window and pulled open the curtains and pure horror was before him. He could see a ship sitting in the harbor but not just any ship, the ship that had haunted his nightmares for years. It was the ship he had seen nearly ten years ago when he had discovered Jason floating in the water. He ran over to his lover and shook him awake, "Jay wake up!" Jay jumped and looked at his lover, "What's wrong?" Adam's eyes widened in fear and he pointed towards the window. Jason got up and threw on his clothes as he made his way over to the window and his own eyes widened as he stared out it. He could see the pirates now running ashore and several people falling as they were killed where they stood. He closed the curtains and turned around, "You need to hide Angel." Adam shook his head, "Not without you." Jay shook his head, "I'm going to warn the help. You hide and the first chance you get run to safety." Adam nodded his head and watched as Jason left the room shutting the door softly behind him.

Jason ran down the stairs and got to the bottom just as the butler opened the door, revealing two pirates who upon seeing the butler shot him. Jason ran back up the stairs and hid just beyond the door, the bed warmer held tightly in his grasp as he waited for the two pirates to come up the stairs. He heard them laughing and waited until the voices came around the corner and he swung the bed warmer as hard as he could and watched as it collided with the skinny one's face. The man shook his head and smiled at Jason and took another step forward causing him to swing the bed warmer again only to have the pirate grab it. "Gotcha" he said laughing at Jason who merely smirked and pulled the trigger, opening the pan and letting the ashes fall onto the pirate's face. The pirate immediately let go of the warmer and began to swat at the ashes on his face, "You burned me! You burned me!" Jason dropped the warmer and bolted past the pirate and pushed the other out his way and bolted down the stairs.

Jason ran into another room and slammed the door behind him flipping the lock. He turned around quickly and collided with someone sending them to the floor. His eyes widened when he realized it was Adam, "What are you doing I told you to hide." Adam looked up at him, "I told you not without you." Jason shook his head, "Well they're after me!" Adam's eyes widened and he looked around and jumped up suddenly, "There's a hiding spot there. We can both fit." Jason followed him over to it and just as Adam climbed it, the pirate's began to pound on the locked door. Jason shoved his lover in ad closed the doors and kicked the carpet back over the hiding place. He turned around quickly and ran at the door only to be knocked out with whatever the fatter of the two had in his hand. The skinny one laughed and they looked around the room carefully before the fatter one spoke, "We know you're here." Adam held his breath hoping they wouldn't be able to find him.

"You've got something of ours and it calls to us. The gold calls to us." The fatter pirate spoke. The skinny one laughed," Gold calls." Adam looked down at the medallion hanging around his neck and a sudden darkness flooded his vision and he lifted his eyes only to find a pair staring back at him from the crack in his hiding place. The doors flew open and a gun was pointed in his face causing the boy to yell out," Parley." The pirates stared at him for a few moments before the skinny one spoke up, "What?" Adam swallowed the lump in his throat, "Parley. I invoke the right of parley. According to the Code of the brethren, set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew, you have to take me to your Captain." The fatter one glared at him, "I know the code." Adam looked back and forth between the two before continuing, "If an adversary demands parley you can do them no harm until the parley is complete." The skinny pirate scowled, "To hell with the code!" The fatter of the two gave the skinny one a glare and grabbed the boy by the arm, "He wants to see the captain hell see him. And he'll go without a fuss." Adam gulped as they dragged him out the cupboard and that's when he spotted Jason laying on the floor. He ripped his arm out the pirate's grip and dropped on the floor next to his lover and poked at him, "Jay?" The two pirates laughed, "We fixed him good didn't we?" the skinny one said. Adam rolled his lover over and cradled his bleeding head in his hands and let one hand glide to his neck to check for a pulse, the heavy weight on his chest lifting when he felt one. The fatter pirate scowled and grabbed Adam by the arm and dragged him away, "Let's go!" Adam struggled as they dragged him out the house and down the street.

Alex ran up the street dodging several people as he made his way to the jail hoping to get there and free the man while the guards were distracted by the chaos. He stopped running when a pirate stood in his way and laughed causing Alex to shake his head. He didn't have time for this but pulled the hatchet that hung from his waist out and stared down the pirate. "I really don't have time for this." Alex snapped as he threw the hatchet hitting the pirate square in the chest. Alex watched as the pirate fell forwards on his face and he ran past him trying to get to the jail when he heard someone scream his name. He turned around and saw Adam being dragged away by two pirates and he cursed under his breath and went back to get the hatchet he had left in the pirate he killed only to find him gone. He cocked an eyebrow in confusion and turned back around surprised to find the pirate standing behind him laughing. He stared at the pirate in surprise as the dirty man laughed at him he took a step forward only to be bashed over the heard by another pirate running up behind him. Alex fell to the ground with a soft grunt the blow to the head knocking him unconscious.

-To the Jail-

Chris watched everything unfolding from the little window in his cell and gave a grunt of surprise when a cannon came flying at the jail. He jumped away from the window and fell to the ground and pieces of the blown up prison wall littered the floor. He looked up from where he was laying on the floor and stared over in the other cell and watched as the prisoners escaped. The one who had spoken to him before stopped and turned around as he climbed through the hole, "My sympathies friend, you've no manner of luck at all." Chris sighed as the man went through the hole and directed his attention to the bone they had left on the cell floor and he reached through the bars to pick it up. He stuck his arms through the bar of his own cell catching the key dog's attention causing Chris to smirk. "Come on, doggy. It's just you and me now. It's you and ol Chris. Come on. Come on, good boy. " Chris beckoned. The dog began to slowly crawl across the floor towards Chris' cell and the man smiled to himself, "That a good boy, come on! Bit closer, bit closer. That's it, that's it, doggy. Come on you filthy, slimy, mangy cur. "A crash from upstairs startles the dog and it gets up and runs away from the cell leaving Chris alone. "No, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean it. I didn't..." Chris let out a heavy sigh and let his arms drop.

A prison guard came rolling down the stairs clearly unconscious and Chris stood up wondering what was going on. Two pirates came down the stairs one looked around and scowled, "This isn't the armory!" The second spotted Chris in his cell and a deadly smirk came across his face," Well well well look who we have here Mike. Captain Chris Sabin." Mike growled and spit at the ground causing Chris to wrinkle his nose in disgust before he looked back up at the angry black man who spoke up," Last time I saw you, you were all alone on a godforsaken island, shrinking into the distance. His fortunes aren't improved much." Chris gave a laugh, "Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen. The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers." The second pirate whom Chris recognized as Ron reached through the bars of Chris' cell and wrapped his hand around his neck just barely squeezing it. "So there is a curse….that's interesting" Chris smirked. The man growled at him and released his throat, "You know nothing of hell." The pair glared at him one more time before exiting the prison and leaving Chris alone to his own thoughts.

Soooooooo?

Adam: I got like kidnapped.

Jason: Serves you right.

Me: For real

Adam: -_-

Alex: That was wrong on so many levels.

Chris: I rather enjoyed it.

Alex: You would you sick bastard.

Me: That's not very nice. You liked it and you know it.

Alex: -_-

Me: :DD

I'm such a strange person but I regret nothing :)